After 10 hours of driving, my husband and I walked into his parents’ house. I love coming to their spacious home. It is a place of beauty and respite for me. My mother-in-law has both the means and the talent for creating spaces worthy of a photographer’s lens. Over the years, I have come to accept that her taste and style far outweigh mine. So I should have been prepared to find, as soon as we entered, that the back wall wasn’t where it used to. Added on to the rear of the house was a large, bright sunroom.
I feel a new weight of responsibility, a heaviness. This confuses me since life is marching along quite well at this time.
On the brink of their marriage, we—the parents of the groom—said these words to our son and his bride.
Welcome to my new blog site. I'm so glad you found me. The name is the same and all my previous posts are here so you won't miss anything. In 2013, I timidly stuck my big toe in the world of blogging, ready to pull it back out if it got too uncomfortable. Many of … Continue reading Onward and Upward
I like to cross things off my to-do list. I use tear-off notepads and make lists and lists of what needs to get done today and in the coming days. My lists include unwanted tasks as well as life-giving ones. Then I set to work to accomplish them and cross them off. Done. Finished. Wrapped … Continue reading Unfinished Tasks
As I was leaving the office yesterday, I had a large box in my arms. I pushed open the heavy automatic door but it shut before I was fully outside. My left hand was crushed between the door and the box I was holding. The pain was quite intense but I made it to the … Continue reading Diamonds are Forever?
Vignette One “I prayed for that! This is the answer to my prayer”, I thought as I listened to my son tell me his journey with Jesus and how he was responding. But then he told me of a friend, a special young woman, who prayed more specifically than I did, who actually challenged … Continue reading Mothers and Sons
An aluminum double boiler, hand-embroidered tea towels, pocket knives, Papua New Guinea weapons, army metal ammunition boxes, 50 gallon drums, vintage suitcases, antique cameras in pristine condition, melamine dishes we used as children, a Samurai sword my father brought back from Japan, the 1953 Better Homes and Gardens cookbook my mother fed us from—all things … Continue reading Cleaning Out and Saving Stuff